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  • Phone Calls by Elizabeth Pridgen

    I call my loved ones once or twice a week.
    Just to try and help them through a no-luck streak.

    They need love
    To rise above
    The hate and fear
    That has brought them here.

    My cousin can’t walk anymore
    My closest aunt is lonelier than ever before.
    Another aunt of mine in Virginia struggles with Alzheimer’s disease,
    And my great-uncle with PTSD is just trying to keep himself at ease.

    So tell me, do you have worse?
    Do you have some “terrible curse”?
    Yes, we all have bad days,
    But not everyone can have good days.
    I try to make everyone’s a little better through a lot of phone calls.

    My cousin keeps a good attitude.
    Even though she’s never home and can’t walk, that doesn’t change her mood.
    My closest aunt looks forward to seeing me on Fridays,
    And my aunt in Virginia says she loves my hilarious ways.
    Then my great- uncle just looks forward to hearing my voice on his flip-top cellphone.

    Meanwhile, out in this indescribable world,
    You have people like you who complain about their world getting hurled
    Into a big, fat, ugly phase.

    But tell me, do you have worse?
    Do you have some “terrible curse”?
    Yes, we all have bad days,
    But not everyone can have good days.
    I try to make everyone’s a little better through a lot of phone calls.

    It all started out with me trying to make their day,
    And to make sure they were all ok.
    Someone had to send love,
    For them to rise above
    All the overbearing despair people try to push right on them.

    It’s easy to criticize and see people stumble and fall,
    But lifting them up takes a lot of strength, and a true lover’s call.
    A tongue was made for good reasons,
    But most times, you have to keep quiet and listen.

    So tell me, do you have worse?
    Do you have some “terrible curse”?
    As long as you live,
    Because of Him
    And you can walk, talk and breathe,
    You don’t have much to complain about.

    Yes, we all have bad days,
    But no one keeps can good days.
    And I try to make my loved ones’ days a little better through a lot of phone calls.

    That’s what I did,
    And they feel a little better in the end,
    When I call and tell them how things have been.

  • #2
    This poem reflects the feelings of a caring person - weary at the way people compare tragedies. So I read both love and frustration. If you are the person modeled - then thank you for being so good to those that have been placed close to you. You've set a positive example for me to follow today!

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    • AdaPridgen14
      AdaPridgen14 commented
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      Aww thank you!!! The people in this poem are real and I do spend a lot of time with them; I just share the love I have for people ❤️
      Last edited by AdaPridgen14; 02-14-2018, 08:44 AM.

  • #3
    Nicely done
    but I wonder
    Calls by Elizabeth
    verses by Ada?
    AT&T has reason
    to bless you.

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    • AdaPridgen14
      AdaPridgen14 commented
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      Ada Elizabeth is my name, but I use “Ada” for my username, and Elizabeth for my pen-name as a writer. And thanks for reading!

  • #4
    I hope that the care you give is returned to you. Trying to make someone else's day a little better is an example for all and if we all did it just think of the difference it would make

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    • AdaPridgen14
      AdaPridgen14 commented
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      Thank you so much! The world would be a different place if everyone tried to make someone's day!
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